Mysterious recovery

"Except for the backbone of the Lingshe, are there only a few people?" Yang Jian said, speaking very frankly, not caring whether he would offend others.

"Mr. Yang is laughing. It's really not a lot to be eligible to participate in this banquet. It's not as good as Deputy Minister Cao Yanhua's capable people." President Mishima smiled modestly.

Of course this is also true.

The population base is here. After all, ghost masters stand out from ordinary people, and they don't appear out of thin air. The more populous a place is, the easier it is for ghost masters to appear.

After the banquet started, the scene was actually very depressing.

Many people were looking at Yang Jian. Although the etiquette was the etiquette, they could see a lot of emotions from their various eyes.

Some people are jealous, some people are curious, and some people don't care. Of course, there are quite a few people with a bit of hostility and hatred. As for the reason, Yang Jian doesn't know. Maybe his existence has made many people lose face. After all Some backbones of the Elimination Society value face very much.

Keiko knelt aside quietly, picking up vegetables for Yang Jian, because considering that Yang Jian didn't drink alcohol, she just substituted fruit juice.

Therefore, Yang Jian is not disgusted with this quiet and obedient woman, which is why he does not object.

The banquet was halfway through.

Suddenly, after drinking a glass of sake, the former Yamazaki said with a strange look: "I really want to know, what kind of way will such an unusual person as Mr. Yang leave this world in the future? Although my question It's a bit presumptuous, but people will die one day, especially people like us."

"Mr. Yang, what do you think?"

"The end of death? This is indeed a very interesting thing." Someone beside him laughed.

Yang Jian frowned: "Oh, you think I'm going to die?"

"Isn't it?" Yamazaki said.

"It's really a heavy topic, so what kind of way do you think I will die?" Yang Jian didn't shy away from it, and said with slightly squinted eyes: "I won't be killed by someone."

Yamazaki lowered his head to drink, and said with a smile: "That's not necessarily true. Any way of death is possible for a person. I don't know if Mr. Yang is interested in his own death."

"What do you mean by that?" Yang Jian asked.

Someone next to him smiled and said: "Mr. Yang, don't get me wrong. Yamazaki has no other intentions. I just want to ask Mr. Yang if he wants to know the picture of his own death in the future. We have a strange thing in the Spiritual Society that allows people to see their own death. Scenario, and anyone who has used it has predicted it accurately, without any deviation."

"Not just ordinary people, the death of ghost masters is also very accurate."

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and he stared at that Yamazaki.

Is there really such a weird thing in this Spirit Elimination Society?Situations that can cause one to die.

If this is the case, it does arouse people's curiosity, after all, it is related to their own life and safety, as well as the news of future death.

It's just that Yamazaki has no good intentions.

He wanted to let other people know that even the ghost-eyed Yang Jian would die one day, and it could be accurately predicted. It was not as scary as imagined. This was a blow to Yang Jian's reputation and reduced his danger. The level even made Yang Jian reveal his flaws.

"I'm not very interested in my own death. The future is full of countless changes, but if there is such a supernatural thing, I would like to know what is the picture of your death, Yamazaki?" Yang Jian smiled, his smile Very cold, without a trace of emotional indifference.

"Like Mr. Yang, I have never used that supernatural object, and I don't know the scene of my death for the time being." Yamazaki said with a smile: "At today's banquet, if Mr. Yang is interested, I can play with Mr. Yang Let's play."

"However, in my opinion, the so-called foretelling images, I think, mostly come from the curse on supernatural beings. As you said just now, all those who foretell death have died, so you have never thought about it. In fact, it was brought by the supernatural thing in your hands."

Yang Jian said calmly: "Ghost, it's not as simple as you imagined."

"So, the famous ghost-eyed Yang Jian, who never flinched in the face of fierce ghosts, had the idea of ​​shrinking in this small game?" Yamazaki said; "Since Mr. Yang is not interested, then I am alone in this game." Let's play, President Mishima, please take that thing out."

President Mishima pondered. He did not refuse this time, but gestured to the people beside him.

Immediately, a subordinate left the room.

"Mr. Yang, your deduction is also very reasonable, but this supernatural object is really unusual. Maybe if Mr. Yang is interested, it should be a small entertainment at the banquet." President Mishima smiled Dao, the attitude is still respectful.

But in fact, he also kind of wanted to see Yang Jian's death scene.

Because it has something to do with his attitude towards Yang Jian in the future.

It is particularly important whether to increase investment or maintain a normal trading posture.

Yang Jian didn't speak, just propped his head to eat and drink, which seemed to acquiesce to their behavior.

Since you want to play, then play with them.

soon.

The subordinates of the Exorcism Club who had left before brought over a metal box.

President Mishima gestured.

After opening the box, something came out.

It was a very old hand-cranked projector, the paint on it was mottled and peeled off, it was old and dirty, and it looked like it had been left in an abandoned warehouse for a long time without being used or cared for, but since this year Looking at it, it should be at least eight or ninety years old, or even nearly a hundred years old.

But as soon as this thing was taken out, Yang Jian frowned, feeling something was wrong.

This seemingly normal projector gives people an indescribably weird feeling.

This sense of weirdness comes from the projector... a roll of black film.

"Mr. Yang, this weird projector has a history of at least 80 years. It is very special. Anyone just shakes the handle and turns the machine, and the machine will play movies. Those movies are terrible. Everyone A video of the user before his death." President Mishima said with a bit of taboo.

"In the past, a member was played and died in a car accident after using it. In order to verify the authenticity, we sent that member to a safe house and prevented all vehicles from approaching. However, the result was terrible. The member was sent to the safe house. Died on the road."

"So this is more like a curse. There is no future information." Yang Jian said calmly.

President Mishima shook his head and said: "No, Mr. Yang, we have done a lot of similar experiments, and some people played the picture of dying of old age on the hospital bed. The results of accidental death are not many, which is in line with the fate of most people. track."

"Later, we banned ordinary people from using it, but only used it for ghost masters, because every ghost master will encounter the danger of death, and maybe we can avoid the result someday through this weird picture."

"Is a dead horse a living horse doctor?" Yang Jian looked at him and understood President Mishima's thoughts.

Anyway, ghost masters are short-lived, and they will die sooner or later.

"Then, before Sakai's death, did this thing predict it?"

President Mishima shook his head and said, "The dead Sakai didn't touch this thing, so we can't verify it."

"It's really interesting." Yang Jian said calmly. He really wanted to see the scene of his own death, but what he cared more about was that it was a projector that released curses.

No one's death scene is actually the curse of a ghost.

The more you use it, the faster it will die, and it will be fine if you don't use it.

"Yamazaki, you just said you wanted to play, so you don't mind letting me see how you died." Yang Jian said.

"Why would I mind? Since Mr. Yang wants to see it, I am naturally willing to perform." Yamazaki laughed, stood up very calmly, and then walked towards the old projector.

Chapter 671 The Affected Picture

This old projector is a supernatural thing that predicts people's death.

It sounds unbelievable, but it is unknown whether the death scene is from the curse on the projector, or if death can really be predicted.

Yang Jian looked at the man named Yamazaki, and paid attention slightly. He wanted to see what kind of death this guy would have, and whether that weird projector was so effective.

"Haha, the death scene of Yamazaki? Interesting, I am also interested."

"Don't be ashamed in front of Mr. Yang."

"I hope you, Yamazaki, will not die too badly."

The other backbones of the Spirit Elimination Club said with a smile, some were curious and some were sarcastic.

With a smile on his face, President Mishima acquiesced in all this happening. This is a very good program for him, and this supernatural thing has been tested, and there is no risk, otherwise he would not dare to do it casually Just take it out.

But Yang Jian's vigilance remained unchanged.

Because there are many supernatural things that I come into contact with, and each of them is fatal.

At this moment, Yamazaki came to the old hand-cranked projector, the smile on his face gradually subsided, and he became a little serious. Although this is a game, he is also looking forward to the scene of his own death. Of course, Just saying that is not enough to stand up.

What really made him decide to stand up was that he was hunted down by a ghost in Kobe City before.

Although he came to Osaka City, Yamazaki was not sure whether the ghost had let him go or whether he would come after him.

So, Yamazaki needed an answer.

soon.

Yamazaki grabbed the grip next to the projector and began to shake it.

The projector started to turn, clicking, and it seemed that the gears on it were rusted and foreign objects were stuck, so the rotation was not smooth, and there were some abnormal noises, but this was not the point, but as Yamazaki turned the Looking at the old projector, Yang Jian felt more and more uneasy.

It seems that a ghost is really about to revive.

No.

This is not an illusion.

The bright light in the room suddenly dimmed for a while at this moment, and some unknown supernatural power was released.

The roll of black film was spinning with the operation of the machine. There was no picture on it, and it was pitch black. Under normal circumstances, it was impossible to play it. It was a roll of discarded film.

However, the projector had already emitted a faint light at this time, and the yellow light flickered suddenly, and a black and white picture was instantly projected on the wall next to it.

moment.

All eyes were attracted by the picture.

"It really is a very special and strange thing."

Yang Jian squinted his eyes. He didn't notice that Yamazaki was cursed. Although there was an uneasy feeling lingering, the people around him were not affected either.

The black and white picture was blurred from the beginning, and the flickering state gradually stabilized, and images began to appear at the same time.

The image played is the streets of a city.

"This is the street view of Osaka City." President Mishima said immediately, even pointing out the exact location.

"Is Yamazaki going to die in this city?" someone wondered.

This is the safest city in the island country. If Yamazaki died here, wouldn't it mean that this place would also be invaded by ghosts?

Small clues can often reveal a lot of things that are terribly frightening.

Soon, the pictures continued to appear, but the surrounding scenery did not change much, but the camera was moving from top to bottom to capture the situation on the ground. However, it was amazing that a face on the ground The pale dead head lay quietly on the gutter beside it.

The eyes of this human head were wide open, with a look of fear and disbelief, as if he was dying.

Near the head, a headless corpse fell on the road, motionless, with blood flowing all over the ground.

"The corpse belonged to Yamazaki. His head fell off and died. What the hell is going on? He died in this city so strangely. Could it be that there are also supernatural events happening here?"

Yamazaki, who was shaking the projector, had a particularly ugly expression at the moment.

He roughly understood what was going on.

Yamazaki has seen this kind of death before, and it happened after Kobe City encountered the ghost before, but the person who died at that time was not himself, but the field.

Could it be that his future cannot escape the attack of that ghost?

"Yamazaki died so simply, does it mean that a supernatural event is about to happen here soon?"

"No, no, there are vehicles and pedestrians in the corner of the picture, which shows that the city was still very normal when Yamazaki died, and there was no particularly terrible supernatural event. Otherwise, it would be impossible for people to see vehicles and pedestrians on the street. "

"There is a situation, you see, it seems that a person is coming over."

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, pointing to the picture projected on the wall and saying.

At this time, there was clearly a figure approaching Yamazaki's corpse in the screen. It was only for a moment, and everyone realized that something was wrong, because if the corpse was on the street, normally no one would dare to approach it. In other words, dare Anyone who gets close is abnormal.

It's just that the angle of the picture is a little low.

Everyone can only see a person wearing leather shoes and trousers walking, and the highest can only reach the knee position, and there is no picture above.

This is the drawback of the weird projector, it is impossible to adjust the picture artificially, you can only see what is broadcast, so no matter how curious or anxious it is, it is useless, how much information can be revealed by the picture of death in the future is not fixed of.

The man in leather shoes was getting closer and closer, as if ignoring the heads and corpses on the ground, walking like a normal person.

"That's a ghost."

Yang Jian, who supported his head and looked at the picture, suddenly spoke calmly.

"Although I also have this suspicion, why is Mr. Yang so sure?" The man at the next table asked.

"The picture has been captured. After a little analysis, it is easy to draw conclusions. If I didn't even have this vision and judgment, I would have died in a supernatural event." Yang Jian said, he was very sure.

Almost three seconds from the moment those approaching feet appeared it was certain.

President Mishima asked at this time: "I wonder if Mr. Yang can reveal the basis for your judgment?"

"It's walking steps. The steps in the picture are too steady and heavy. The distance between each step is the same. It's like a stiff corpse. It's impossible for a living person to walk out in this way. , only ghosts can walk in this way, if you get in touch with them more, it's easy to tell them apart."

"If I were at the scene, I would be able to tell if it was a human or a ghost by the sound of footsteps." Yang Jian said, not minding imparting some experience.